"Well, if anyone knows what that's like, it's you, Liebling," Kurt points out, his tone much drier than the fond look in his eyes as he studies what he can see of Logan's expression.
A conclusion apparently reached on that front -- or as much of one as he has the energy to find -- he sighs and rubs a hand around the back of his neck, then winces and makes a face as his palm comes away with more than a few loose strands of indigo fur. He brushes it away on his leg.
"Ugh, see? Now I'm stress shedding. This is what she does to me."
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A conclusion apparently reached on that front -- or as much of one as he has the energy to find -- he sighs and rubs a hand around the back of his neck, then winces and makes a face as his palm comes away with more than a few loose strands of indigo fur. He brushes it away on his leg.
"Ugh, see? Now I'm stress shedding. This is what she does to me."